Page 57 of Give Me What I Want

“Beatrix. I want you.”

And with that, without a single second of hesitation, she was throwing herself at him. He stumbled back as he caught her but regained his balance, kissing her as his hands squeezed her ass. He started moving forward, carrying her into the bedroom, and Mav and I made way for them, parting and letting him throw her down onto her back on the bed.

“Er, what about her punishment?” Ro asked, and Bea pushed Jord off of her, licking her lips and pushing up onto her elbows.

Jord looked ready to start a fight, but Mav was already clamping a hand on his shoulder. It wasn’t that Jord stood a chance against Ro, hereallydidn’t, but the last thing anyone wanted was this hot as fuck mood killed. The only fighting that would be happening would be between Ro and Bea, becausethatfighting would end with her screaming in ecstasy and coming all over someone’s dick.

“Come here then, Ro-bear,” Bea purred. “And choke me with that beautiful cock.”

“Nu-uh.” He shook his head. “You can get back on your knees.”

“All fours,” Mav chimed in, a devilish smirk creeping across his face.

Bea frowned but did as she was told. Mav released Jordan, then inclined his head at me. “She’s been bad. Punish her.”

She took Ro’s tip between her lips, and I suddenly realised what Mav wanted me to do. Instead of stepping forward, I passed her altogether, climbed up onto the bed, and removed the red lightsaber from its mount on the wall. Bea’s eyes followed me as I went, then her jaw slackened, as I spun the glowing prop in a circle, then a figure eight, grinning as I got a feel for it, finally understanding the appeal.

With the lightsaber twirling, I jumped down from the bed, then tucked it under my arm as I stood behind Bea, reached under her hips, unzipped her shorts, and slipped them down to her thighs.

With her cute ass on show, the black string of her thong swallowed by her greedy cheeks, I took my aim.

When the lightsaber collided with her ass she shrieked and then choked as Ro’s cock drove into her throat, and he chuckled darkly.

“Again,” Mav commanded.

Spinning the prop and rubbing a gentle circle on her cheek with my free hand, I waited for her to sway back, Ro’s shaft slipping between her lips, red lipstick staining him.

Another swift strike had a yelp escaping her this time as she took her punishment, and I was throbbing beneath my too-tight jeans.

“Last one, but this time…” Mav was on his feet, his jeans pushed down. He rounded Bea and me and stood himself beside Ronan. “You take us both.”

“How the fuck—” Bea started to protest, lifting her head, but both Ro and Mav followed her lips, pushing in, tips rubbing together. The pair of them worked as a team instead of battling, and within seconds Bea’s jaw was locked wide open, filled and when I spanked her ass one final time, fucked.

Mav’s cock slid deeper, Ro’s barely moving, but it was still far too much for her.

She whimpered when they both pulled back. As if they shared the same mind, they both crouched before her and started to kiss away the tears from her cheeks, quietly praising her and checking in as Jordan watched on and I went to put the prop back on the wall.

It didn’t take long for her to turn to look at me, awe written on her face. “That might be my new favourite toy,” she said, biting her lip as I approached her and held out a hand to help her up.

She took it, straightened up, kicked her shorts off with a proud smile on her face, and then she was thrown onto the bed once more. Satin black sheets rippled around her like a midnight lake, and I swear to freaking god I could have come from the sight of her like that alone. Eyeliner streaks, lipstick smudges, black thong, no fucking bra.

I stood in a row with my bandmates, Jordan finally at my side, staring at the girl who had driven us all insane on so many occasions, yet had held us together on a million more. And I knew that by the end of the night, things would be different again. So I kept my mouth shut, gently squeezed Mav’s wrist, and made sure that I enjoyed every second. Now there were four, and the odds had changed.

“Are you all just going to stand there staring at me?” Bea asked, reaching for her drawer. “Because if you are, I might as well sort myself out.”

“Don’t. You. Dare.” Ronan growled, and like dominoes, we fell.

Ro dove between her thighs just as I did the same, and with an amused glance at each other and a shrug, we tore off her thong. Mav had claimed her lips, crawling up the bed and pinning her by her throat, while Jordan went straight for her tits, tugging her tube top down so it bunched up around her tummy and taking one nipple into his mouth as he pinched the other.

She moaned into Mav’s mouth and Ro and I wasted no time. His tongue lapped at her clit as I plunged two fingers into her pussy. It couldn’t have been more than two minutes before she clamped around me, and a muffled scream tore through her as she unexpectedly came.

“That was—” She was panting, unable to utter more than those two words as she stared up at the ceiling and giggled.

“It’s about to get so much better, baby,” Mav said seductively. “Now open wide for me, atta girl.”

She did as she was told, and he rested the tip of his cock on her tongue.

“Who do you want to fill your sweet little pussy with cum first?” he asked her, caressing her cheek as he painted precum on her tongue.

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